WildMermaid
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My brain is mumbly and jumbly today. It has been since my family trip to Cali. Part of it is just the migraines I'm sure, but the other part is nibbling away at me like a sharp toothed mouse with something scrumptious to eat. My brother (half- but whole in my view) was only there for some of the abuses and has maintained that he recalls very little of our lives. In the van on the way to San Diego though he came clean and shared a lot of his memories. We both marveled that it was incredible we lived, and our kids heard some of this stuff. >.< He spent years doing major drugs and went through a lot of changes to become the man he is now, he's a dad to his children, he even leads NA sessions now, and I'm damn proud of him and love him very much. It hurt though that he has always belittled the years I went through therapy for PTSD and though my stepfather nearly killed me on a few occasions that my brother said it was something I should not think about. He said my ex stepfather is dead and I just need to get over the past. I feel very confused and a touch angry about the past and current dismissiveness. I told him I think he needs to see a therapist. Not sure what to do next. Just hoping that getting it out there will dislodge it from my mind as it feels like a splinter that is driving a wedge into me. ~ EDIT: bleh. rereading this I realized I skirted every issue again, and sound melodramatic. *le sigh* Phooey. As my Gramma would have said I'm full of piss and vinegar today.
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